The Kid at the Bar
Part 9
By: botpuppy@aol.com
Jack was playing with my hair, just running his hand loosely over the top of my head; content with my gentle sucking of his cock which was slowly hardening and growing in my mouth. "Steve, you gotta try this out sometime, his teats are kinda small, but his nips get nice and hard when I play with them. He gave one a tug. Knows how to make a guy feel good with his mouth too." "Sure looks like he makes you feel good, Jack, I don't think I ever saw you so happy. Guess he's a real painkiller for you, but I'm feeling some aggravation in my nuts now watching you two."
Steve had moved in closer, to the side of the bed where I could get a look at him. He was naked, just out of the shower, and towel drying his hair just as he was when he answered the door the first time I saw him. And I wanted him now just as I had wanted him that day, only now he was naked and seemed much more available. His dick was still limp with just a hint of some swelling. "Yea, bro, I'm feeling no pain now, and Jack's hand grasped and squeezed my ass cheek idly."
" I wish I could get my girl to do what he's doing now, bud. She tried it once and I lost it. Came in her mouth and she raised hell. Since then, she won't hear of oral sex. Funny, she loves it when I suck her teats, but when I tried to go down on her, she called me an animal. Broads, I dunno." "No problem with Mark and ball juice, bro, he seems to thrive on it."
I really wasn't in the conversation, but I had a sense of belonging somehow. These two were so obviously close. There was a genuine mutual respect and affection between them that was touching. But thought of their being intimate with each other was ludicrous. Each of them reeked of masculinity in every possible sense: big, muscular bodies, hands callused from hard work, and that certain air that a man who is confident in his sexuality brings to the room when he walks in. To be somehow a part of their relationship became a dream of mine.
"So Steve, how about it, you wanna give the kid a chance to show you how he treats a man?" The casualness of his remark stung me, in spite of the fact that the conversation had been headed in exactly that direction. But then, "How's that sound, Mark, think you wanna get a taste of Steve's cock?" I breathed easier, they did have regard for my feelings, and maybe this was an indication that they didn't consider me to be some kind of freak
Much later I realized that guys like Jack and Steve had no sexual hang- ups about straights and gays, tops and bottoms, dominants and submissives, all the compartments that people use to categorize and discriminate. You like to suck dick, fine, that's what cocksuckers do, so what's the problem? I want my dick sucked, and you want to suck it, so let's have at it. It was all very clear cut to them.
But at the time, I was still mesmerized by the way Jack had possessed me. H e made me want to submit to him, to do things that I would consider humiliating just a short time ago. I had wanted to breath in his scent, to taste his arm pit, to touch his dick, and yes, to suck it until it exploded in my mouth, the taste of his sperm tantalizing me ever since. Early on I had fantasized about belonging only to Jack, and I was confused when I discovered that Steve had inspired the same lustful, submissive feelings in me.
So when Jack asked me if I wanted to blow Steve, I could answer without hesitation. I had to back away from Jack's cock to answer, "Sure Steve, I want to suck you too, come on and join us." Although Steve was well on his way to a full erection, it was obvious that he had some misgivings. He was Jack's roomie and best friend, so it was hard to believe, but I was sure that this was to be his first experience with sex between men. But he dropped his towel and got in bed, lying next to Jack, and I turned to him and took his still hardening rod between my lips. I began licking round the big head the way Jack liked it. It tasted vaguely of soap from his shower; a change from Jack's, that was salty from the sweat worked up by his performance that night.
It my have been the first time for Steve but he was obviously enjoying it. His cock swelled to its full girth and grew steely hard in my mouth. I had to force my jaws open as far as I could in order to accommodate it as I bobbed my head up and down its length, trying my best to make this an experience he would remember.
"Hey Mark, don't forget the guy who brought you to this dance, pay some attention to your man." I scooted back to Jack, and repeated the same tonguing and sucking action, and had to use the same effort to open wide enough to accept Jack's dick, that was now up to full arousal. Except for hair color, these two were poured out of the same mold; even their cocks seemed identical. I decided to give my aching jaws a rest and lowered to Jack's balls, first licking, then taking one at a time in my mouth to suck it. "Oh, yeah kid do that some more, just like that, keep it up."
Meanwhile, Steve had moved closer, his torso and legs up tight against Jack's. I was glad because now I had only to leave Jack's nuts for a second to be savoring Steve's balls, which were also pulled up tight in his scrotum. The only difference between the two of them would disappear the next time that Jack was able to shower. I tried to give Steve the same careful attention but it seemed that he wanted more. I was shocked and overjoyed that he rolled over, straddling Jack, with his legs spread wide, on either side of Jack's thighs.
Now my view was of Jack's erect cock, Steve's ass and balls and his cock within an inch of His buddy's. Did I dare do it? Jack had moaned when my tongue flicked at his ass crack, so I decided to go for it. I began to lick up and down Steve's cleavage, wanting to give him all the pleasure that I knew Jack got from this, with no thought that a week ago I would have considered this disgusting.
I had recently started to pay more attention to keeping myself clean, being careful to bathe now rather than just shower quickly. If Jack had ever decided to fuck me, to shove that marvelous dick into my hole, I sure wanted it to be clean. So I was aware, but Steve's ass didn't disappoint me. I buried my nose in his crack, breathing in the musky odor and flicking my tongue at that sensitive flesh just below his balls.
I worried about Jack and returned to his dick that was now so swelled that his pre- cum leaked from the wide slit in its head. I took him in my mouth again, and soon he was writhing on his back. "Suck me kid suck this load of fuck juice outta my nuts. I need to cum now." I was surprised, Jack was always so cool and collected, even when in full sexual arousal. Maybe it was all the excitement of the night, and he must be in some pain. And the next thing I knew I was rewarded with the first blast of his sperm flooding my mouth. If he was suffering from his injury, it didn't affect the ability to reward me in this way of his.
" Jack, you alright?" "I'll be ok, pass me that painkiller, Mark, will you?" And I rushed to refill Jack's glass and handed it to him. He took a long pull, stifled a belch and lay back, Steve moving off him to give him some room. Jack rolled to one side, more at ease now. "Steve?" "Yea, man, what do you want?" "I want to give you something. I want you to take Mark's cherry in my place. Poor kid's waited too long, and I'm in bad shape now. Do me a favor and fuck him in my place."
Steve and I were both startled by this. I had been fantasizing about a cock in my ass, yes. But the guy in my dreams had always Jack, and now he was offering my virginity to his closest friend. But I wasn't shocked. Taken in context, with these two guys, this seemed to be natural. I was thrilled to be a part of their lives even though a stranger would have taken this as an indication that I was just a plaything to them. "That ok with you Mark? You know how much I want to do it myself, but with this friggin ankle, no way I can make your first fucking be what it oughta be", slurring his words ever so slightly.
Steve may have been caught off guard, but he recovered quickly, his cock growing back to full erection as he digested the conversation. The prospect clearly didn't disgust him, as I think it might have a short time ago. But his answer, "Fuck, no, pal. You're kinda on a downer tonight with your ankle, and while you were groggy, the doc did give you a shot to ease the pain. You'll be ship- shape in no time, though, and you can take the kid then. Besides, I never fucked a boy, what if I mess up Mark's first time?"
"It is true, Mark, you are a virgin back there, right?" And I nodded agreement, feeling a stirring inside as I felt that soon I wouldn't be able to say that again. "So tell us, babe, do you wanna give it up to Steve? Think of him filling in for this wounded soldier", with a broad grin.
Then Steve broke in, "Jack, quit it, it just isn't right, I mean a blow job is one thing but moving in on a buddy's chick is not the way I play the game." I decided to ignore the term chick, confident now that it wasn't intended as a slur. "I want you to have him, buddy, fuck why not? We share everything, money, rubbers, my car, your parents, and even the broads at your place on holidays. Its payback time Steve, do it for me. And don't worry, fucking a guy is a lot like fucking a broad. It's his first time too, so he's no expert.
It seemed to be settled so I got in the bed on my back. "Now spread his legs and pin his thighs back against his chest, you'll see why in a minute." When I was arranged that way, I knew why too. My ass cheeks seemed to open up wide involuntarily and I felt the cooler air on my hole for the first time in my life. Steve paused, just looking at me in that vulnerable position. "Wow, I never saw a guy's hole before. Do they all have a little pink pucker like Mark has?" "Oh, fuck, I gotta get a look for myself, hold him open, will ya?" And with that, Jack propped himself up on his elbows. I could almost feel two pairs of eyes focusing on me, and almost wished that I could see myself as well.
As he raised up, he winced, and I heard him slurp down the rest of his drink. He would be sleeping soundly in a few minutes.
"Ok, babe, its just you and me now", and Steve spread my cheeks again and lowered his head to my butt, his big hands kneading my ass cheeks. When I felt him sniffing me, I was grateful for those long baths. I must have passed the test because the next thing I felt was his lips and then his tongue insinuating into my hole. I could have passed out then, so thrilling was the feel of him in me. I began to writhe around on the bed.
"I know Jack keeps some stuff in his night table, babe, see if you can find a tube of lube in the drawer." I handed him the KY, and he began to rub a big glob in me, tracing circles in my hole with his finger, then applying it to his cock as well. I had never been so excited. I could almost feel a twitching deep inside me as I lay spread and waiting for him to enter me. I was so glad that Jack had thought of this position for my first time, not only did it offer them a glimpse of what my butt looked like, but it also allowed me to see what was in store for me.
Steve held me by the backs of my knees, spreading me to the maximum, and knelt between my legs. I saw the enlarged head of his cock at my hole, and watched as he thrust into me. I gasped in pain, though, as Steve's thickness began to pierce my insides. He had to penetrate my sphincter to get his part of the job accomplished, and though I was prepared for it, I was surprised at how severe the pain was. Steve instinctively recognized the problem and withdrew. He took his middle finger and began to work my hole again, soon joined by a second and a third finger. I felt my sphincter respond, opening up, and soon his three fingers were entering me easily.
His fingers felt good but now I was ready, "Come on Steve, I can do it now, let me feel your cock in me again", and soon I was rewarded as he eased in. His dick was rock hard and he began to probe it around deep inside me. But the most intense feeling was when the head of his dick slid across this small bump someplace just behind my balls. I would find out later that all men had a gland called the prostate, which controls his ejaculation. At that time, however, my only reaction was an overwhelmingly intense sensation, which quickly erased any feeling of pain.
He grinned with an expression of triumph and began to thrust deeper into me, finally bottoming out with his pubes tight against my ass. Then he would slowly withdraw; watching intently as my ass lips clung to his cock. The underside of his cock head seemed to pull my ass lips out of me as they seemed to cling to it. After a short pause, he would reenter, and my hole would dilate to welcome each new invasion, and then contract as if to try to hold him inside me.
He continued with this, massaging my prostate with each penetration and withdrawal. Each stroke flooded me with lust and an uncontrollable urge, until finally, I screamed in ecstasy as I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life. My dick erupted, and my load was being deposited on his chest and abs as he continued to pump in me.
Then I felt it, his hot sperm jetted into me violently, as he began to make loud guttural animal noises. I felt it coating my insides as he began to lick and take little bites of the back of my neck and then my nipples. Then he collapsed on top of me, panting. After a moment, our breaths returned to near normal and he rolled off me and lay on his back. Jack had surrendered to the painkiller and the whiskey and was snoring gently on my left, with Steve on my right.
Steve ran his hand around my butt. "You Ok, little man, did I hurt you? "I wanted nothing so much as to take his face between my hands and kiss his lips, but my instincts warned me against that. Instead, I buried my face in the crook of his arm and lay there, content. He no longer smelled of soap. Soon the three of us were fast asleep in Jack's big bed.
Many thanks for all of your kind comments, they make me want to continue this story. If anyone thinks I should not continue, please let me know.
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